depreciation they claim

seasonal

Goddamn I can't wait for this year.

I want spring so I can go to shows. I want to be front row screaming the words to jams that got me through the winter. I want to be hugging randos after accidentally punching them in the back but they don't care because this is their favorite fucking song on the album but they never play it because it's so sad. I want to take out my ear plugs because the ringing in the morning will be so goddamn worth it. I want spring so I can go to shows.

I want summer so I can go on trips. I want to pile in the car with the tent and drive to Chicago and camp in some place on the roadside in the truck bed. I want to grab coffee from that awful truck stop just so we can count the ways we could have nearly been killed, thrown out, stepped on, punched in the face, and or spit on. I want to finally see what it's like off the east coast and make it to Big Sky. I want to fall asleep in one state and wake up in the next, or the next two, or three. I want summer so I can go on trips.

I want fall so I can see where I am by then. I want spring to take me to summer and summer to take me to fall, and fall to be where I want. I want to know where my fall will be. I have nothing to tie me down here. No job or school commitment. Will I still stick around? I want to find out. But I need summer first, and I need spring first. God I'm so excited to find out what I've got planned. But that's the joy of it, there really isn't a plan, yet. I don't think you need a plan for everything.

Just do what you want to do. Yes, think and plan and be smart but don't overthink or over plan, because that's where you'll meet doubt. Trust yourself, even if others don't trust you. You know what's best for you.

I'm just so goddamn excited for this year.